
Leaves turn brown.
Without a doer.
There isn’t a someone.
Inside the Tree.
Turning the Leaves brown.
Everything is perfectly under Control.
Just not by a someone.
Because there is no someone.
Not in the Tree.
And not in the Body.
Leaves turn brown.
Without a doer.
There isn’t a someone.
Inside the Tree.
Turning the Leaves brown.
Everything is perfectly under Control.
Just not by a someone.
Because there is no someone.
Not in the Tree.
And not in the Body.